Every time she comes home,
she talks to me.
"Were you a good boy today?"
"I'm not doing it," and when I respond, my sister makes her eyes thin, stroking my head and says, "Yes."
My sister doesn't know what I'm saying.
I took the foot of the grasshopper on that day.
Every day, I cut my nails short with a pillar of wood supporting my house.
I sometimes poop in places that are said not to do.
My sister is a fool.
During this time, my sister was in trouble while looking at her computer.
Then, I jumped up quickly on the desk, stepped on the keyboard full, and taught it to "this is done!" to the elder sister.
Then, the elder sister hugged me tightly. My sister was also very pleased with her eyes.
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